My last meeting with the now ex boss has terrified me, so not really looking forward to the weekend.

I have lost all sense of proportion.

I would love to escape to anywhere, except everywhere requires effort. I need a certificate for a handmaiden who I only communicate with through text messages who does everything for me. Then I will take a week off.

Not that I can take a week off, but you know.

But, anyway, kvetch moan whine. Thanks, for everything.

My sister in working through the weekend, Amy. sigh. Where's the porn, I ask?

Yay Steph!

The monster project that I thought we were free and clear from yesterday came back like a bad penny today. Oh well, at least the clients REALLY wanted to hire us to work on it?

Oh no, ita. I'm so sorry that work has become such a mess.

I need a certificate for a handmaiden who I only communicate with through text messages who does everything for me.

It's like a magical dreamworld that I never even contemplated.

I really hope it comes true for you. But more than that I wish it weren't so needed.

Speaking of magical dreamworlds, the dog is currently crashed out on a three-high stack of dog beds. (This came about by circumstance, it was not a conscious plan on my part, FTR.) I'm tempted to to slide a pea underneath and call it an art installation.

I, meanwhile, am drinking a badly needed but not-cold-enough beer that I am simulchilling with a freezer pop. CLASSY.

Oh, ita. I hope next week when he's really gone everything will smooth out.

Where's the porn, I ask?

Hey, tell me what you like! I'm easy. ::insert winky eye here::

tell me what you like! I'm easy. ::insert winky eye here::

Well, now that you mention it...

Tom, English might be the answer, but damn! It's not an article, it's a business document written for US audiences. I take out the "surplus" Us, fix your conjugation!

A woman hit my car as she was backing out of a parking lot today.

I was all the way out of the space and she apparently did not look and hit my bumper. She is lucky I just wanted to exchange information and not call the police. she didn't have her license with her.

I am okay. She is okay (as is the kid in the back). My car is driveable, the trunk still closes, so now I just have to file reports in triplicate to 10 places.

Did you know in California you have to file a report after an accident? WTF? Especially if the damage is more than $750? I have filled out the report, but I'm waiting to send it until I hear that the damage is that. I assume it is since there is a dent in the trunk and rear bumper. Sneeze on a car and its $1200.

So I was on the phone with insurance for 30+ minutes. Scheduled an estimate. Did a report for California. I feel like I need a gold star for adult business today.